I don't go in for superstitions of this sort. I've never had any trouble with anything that is supposed to cause luck, good or bad, and to me the whole idea is silly.

It all has to do with the way human brains recognize patterns, sometimes seeing ones that happen purely by accident. And when you're expecting bad luck (say, because it's Friday the 13th), you'll notice the negative events in your day much more acutely, and thus the belief gets reinforced.

Besides, if events, objects, or dates were truly bad or good luck, then the beliefs concerning them would be the same across every culture - and they're not. Okay, lecture over.

For some reason, I haven't ever had any of the bad Friday 13th happenings ...until a Monday the 13th. Sooo--what bout you guys?

Friday the 13th is actually celebrated in my household. You see, my mother was diagnosed with stage 4 cervical cancer in the mid 90's. She was told that she was going to die, but she fought hard; she found a wonderful surgeon that performed the surgery successfully and it all happened on Friday the 13th.

It is a celebration of life over here and we give thanks because my mother is still alive and is pretty much my best friend. Her surgeon died almost ten years ago, though, but we still pay our respects to him and his family.

As for Monday the 13th? Psssh...My damn annoying ass nephews kept bugging me while I was in a lot of pain. Monday the 13th blows lol.